Simultaneous Transmigration: My Strength Comes Entirely from My Own

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"Don't be so stingy, Feng Xingtong! Such a useful Pokémon is extremely rare. You're just wasting a good thing with trash like you!"

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After saying that, Wang Bing summoned another spirit and, to Feng Xingtong's astonishment, devoured it. "This is my secret technique—Spirit Devouring! Although the increased power isn't as great as possessing a spirit, the power I take will permanently become my own!"

As Wang Bing's black aura grew, the willow fairy spirit in the air moved even closer to Wang Bing. Seeing that she was about to be subdued, Feng Xingtong realized that things were not going well and could only summon the spirit of the famous doctor Wang Zizhong, who had been guarding her since childhood.

In an instant, Wang Zizhong's spirit transformed into several needles that pierced Feng Xingtong's acupoints, forcibly enhancing his cultivation. However, this method had extremely severe side effects, and a slight mishap could lead to lasting health problems.

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"This is no time to think about these things!" Feng Xingtong roared through gritted teeth, his face contorted with rage. "No matter what means we use, we will take Liu Xian from you, you scum!"

Fresh blood flowed continuously from Feng Xingtong's seven orifices. This method, which was almost like burning one's life force, allowed Liu Xian's spirit to gradually break free from Wang Bing's control and return to Feng Xingtong's hands in the blink of an eye. "Binding Spirit! Release!"

"Take Liu Xian and get out of here!" Feng Xingtong roared at the Deng brothers with his last ounce of strength. He was already swaying and slowly said, "Wang Bing, I concede to this match..."

Before he could even utter the word "loser," Wang Bing angrily cursed, "Bastard!"

Then, with a strike of his five fingers forming a knife, he struck Feng Xingtong's throat, forcing him to swallow the last word "lost".

Seeing Feng Xingtong coughing up blood, Wang Bing said viciously, "You want to admit defeat? Not so easy! It's all your fault that my prey escaped! I'll have to settle this score with you!"

Then he glanced at the spirit of Prince Zhong possessing Feng Xingtong's body and said, "There's no other way, just use the old thing you invited up earlier!"

Then Wang Bing activated the Spirit Binding Technique again, shouting, "Come out!" In an instant, Wang Zizhong's spirit broke free from Feng Xingtong and was restrained by Wang Bing by the neck.

Chapter 76: One Person's Story: Remnants of the Jia Shen Incident

"Hmph, this old man looks awful!"

"Stop! Release Grandpa Zizhong!"

Feng Xingtong's throat was injured, making it impossible for him to speak clearly, but his connection with the spirit still made him insist on saying those words.

"You seem to really like this old man. Is he hiding some powerful force?"

After saying this, the king opened his mouth and began to devour the spirit.

"stop it!!!"

Ignoring the injury to his throat, Feng Xingtong spat out a mouthful of blood and roared.

Just as Wang was about to devour the spirit, a cry of "Holy crap!" rang out, and at the same time, a dark shadow flew towards him from afar. Startled, Wang didn't react and was directly knocked away four or five meters by the shadow.

Feng Xingtong seized the opportunity and used his last strength to chant: "Spirit Binding and General Dispatch - '503' Treasure-Breaking Qingfeng Token!"

"Disperse!"

"break!"

However, Feng Xingtong's Broken Treasure Qingfeng Token was directly shattered by the dark figure from before.

Regardless of the type of extraordinary technique, it is ultimately an application of Qi. As long as one's cultivation of life force is strong enough, nothing is insurmountable.

The spirit of Wugensheng is unique in the world, but it was still completely destroyed by the old celestial master's slap.

Feng Xingtong was in a state of confusion and couldn't see who the dark figure was. She was just instinctively trying to prevent Wang Zizhong from being devoured by Wang Bing, and subconsciously prepared to use the Broken Treasure Qingfeng Token to scatter Wang Zizhong's soul.

"Uncle Feng, lend a hand and take Old Master Wang back."

That dark figure was none other than Luke; yes, he had once again interfered in someone else's match.

Feng Zhenghao on the stage remained expressionless, but he followed Luke's instructions and retrieved Wang Zizhong's soul.

"what!!!"

"Damn it, it's you again! Why do you always have to go against me?"

The king, who had been knocked away, got up from the ground and, upon seeing Luke, was overwhelmed by a surge of old and new grudges, roaring hysterically.

However, Luke couldn't be bothered to pay any attention to him; his future brother-in-law was more important.

Wang Ai, who was standing in the stands, could no longer sit still. She stood up, leaning on her cane, and questioned the old master.

"Old Celestial Master, aren't you going to do anything about this? This brat interfered in someone else's competition and even injured my great-grandson. The Celestial Master's Mansion has to give my Wang family an explanation for this."

Although Wang Ai feared the old master's power, he also understood the old master's character. As long as he was in the right, he was not afraid of the old master taking action. This was the principle that a gentleman can be deceived by convenience.

The old master squinted and said, "Don't worry, I will give you an explanation."

Wang Bing's actions were indeed despicable, even for someone with the cultivation level of the Old Celestial Master. In the original story, it would have been understandable if he hadn't watched the match, but since he had, how could he not have reacted? In fact, he was also preparing to make a move, but Luke beat him to it.

Those who cultivate the Tao value life above all else, and they cannot tolerate the act of devouring spiritual bodies.

"Luke, why are you suddenly interfering in other people's matches?"

The old master asked Luke below in a calm tone.

Luke tilted his head and said, "I can ignore others, but that spirit just now belonged to Old Master Wang Zizhong. He has been kind to my family, so how can I just stand by and watch his soul be destroyed?"

Back then, Luke's birth mother was seriously injured and was on the verge of death. It was Prince Zhong who intervened and extended her life by a year and a half. Lu Yun had mentioned this to Luke before, so today, besides disliking Wang, repaying the debt of gratitude is also a very important reason.

As one of the most skilled doctors in the world of supernatural beings, Wang Zizhong has saved countless lives and has a wide network of connections, including many high-ranking officials and nobles. Although death is the end of all things, the reason why some people remember the kindness and want to repay it is acceptable in the eyes of the Old Master.

The old master looked at Wang Ai with a faint smile and said calmly, "Old Wang, what they said is indeed reasonable. Wang Zizhong was a master physician who saved countless lives. He can't be denied peace even in death."

Wang Ai's eyes flashed, and then she said emphatically, "But he is also a remnant of the Jia Shen rebellion, so it is not excessive to do anything to him."

Besides being a national champion, Wang Zizhong was also the husband of Duanmu Ying, one of the Thirty-Six Thieves of the Jia Shen Year and the master of the Eight Extraordinary Skills Dual-Hand Technique.

The old master glanced at Wang Ai, his face revealing no emotion.

"According to you, Longhu Mountain is also a remnant of the Jia Shen rebellion. After all, Huaiyi is also a disciple of Longhu Mountain. Do you want to deal with Longhu Mountain as well?"

Wang Ai's expression changed drastically. He suddenly realized that his reason might have been acceptable to anyone else, but it wouldn't have worked on Longhu Mountain. This was because a group of thirty-six thieves had also appeared on Longhu Mountain, and there was also a peerless old celestial master on the mountain...

Lu Ci stepped in to smooth things over, saying, "Old Master, don't you know, Old Wang? That's just the Wang family's tradition—spoiling their children. Wang Bing has been spoiled a bit by them, and he doesn't know Wang Zizhong's identity. Otherwise, things wouldn't have turned out this way."

To be honest, if Prince Zhong were still alive, Lü Ci would never have said that. He might even have applauded Wang Bing's actions and secretly pushed Wang Bing to kill Prince Zhong and shift the blame onto the Wang family.

Because their family's Minghun Technique is actually Duanmu Ying's Shuangquan Hand, only Lü Ci knows what the Lü family did to Duanmu Ying back then. Wang Zizhong, Duanmu Ying's husband, is a potential threat, but because of Wang Zizhong's reputation as a master, he cannot take the initiative to cause trouble for the Lü family.

It's good that Prince Zhong is dead, it saves Lü Ci from worrying, which is why he's in the mood to say these things.

While the three old men were bickering in the stands, Wang Bing, a playboy who had been consuming spirits for years, was already corrupted by the resentment of various spirits on the field. He was usually fine, rational and clear-headed. He wasn't exceptionally intelligent, but he was still raised by a large family from childhood, so he had the most basic qualities and knew what to do when.

But when he loses control of his temper, he truly disregards everything, roaring as he summons countless spirits, which he then devours.

The spirits are not only animal spirits, but most of them are human spirits. The audience in the stands felt both fear and disgust.

Everyone dies eventually, and no one wants to be treated like this by the king after they die.

Although most people don't survive to become spirits after death and simply dissipate into the world, no one would gamble on that possibility. In other words, Wang Bing's actions have angered the public.

Having devoured so many spiritual entities, Wang Bing's Qi began to surge, along with his inexplicable self-confidence.

Chapter 77: One Person's Story: Severing the King's Hands and Feet

"I want you to die."

Wang Bing, enveloped in black energy, lunged at Luke with a ferocious expression.

Wang Ai, standing in the stands, was terrified and hurriedly shouted to stop them.

"Bing'er, stop."

However, at this moment, Wang Bing, who was in a fit of rage, would have knocked over even his own parents if they were standing in front of him, let alone Wang Ai, whom he completely ignored.

Luke watched this scene with a cold eye, completely disregarding Wang Bing.

For cultivators, cultivating both body and spirit is not simply about having enough Qi to become stronger. After Wang Bing devoured the spirit, his Qi did indeed become more abundant than others, but it also became more impure. His life cultivation became stronger, but his spiritual cultivation collapsed. This is why Wang Bing, despite receiving orthodox education from a prominent family and being quite intelligent when rational, would become reckless and arrogant once his mindset became unstable.

Of course, this was just a trigger. The main reason was that Wang Bing's nature wasn't very good. He could only hide it when he was calm, but when he wasn't calm, he acted like he was the best in the world.

Luke acted decisively against Wang Bing, his figure moving like a ghost, arriving in front of Wang Bing in an instant.

21 He turned his right hand into a claw and grabbed Wang Bing's fist. With a slight flick of his wrist, a "crack" was heard, and Wang Bing's right arm was broken by him.

Wang Bing screamed in agony, his face filled with disbelief. When had he ever suffered such a severe injury?

Before Wang Bing could react, Luke's left foot rose up, kicking at Wang Bing's legs like a storm.

With two loud thuds, Wang Bing's legs were also broken by his kicks, and he fell heavily to the ground, howling in pain.

The arena was deathly silent; everyone was stunned by Luke's strength and decisiveness.

Seeing this, Wang Ai in the stands was absolutely furious. He could no longer care about anything else, so he leaped off the platform and headed straight for Luke.

His eyes burned like flames as he glared at Luke, as if he wanted to devour him whole.

"Boy, you dare to hurt someone from my Wang family! Today, you will pay for this in blood!"

Wang Ai roared, his hands rapidly forming hand seals as he chanted incantations.

In an instant, a chilling wind swept through the surroundings, and countless evil spirits surged in from all directions, blotting out the sky and shrouding the entire arena in darkness.

These spirits take on various forms; some are as fierce as wild beasts, some as sorrowful as wronged women, and others as innocent as children.

They circled and roared in the air, as if they wanted to tear Luke apart.

A smug smile appeared on Wang Ai's face. He believed that with his own strength and the help of these evil spirits, he would definitely be able to kill Luke here.

However, Luke remained unfazed by the overwhelming horde of evil spirits.

His eyes were piercing, fixed on Wang Ai, and a disdainful smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Old Master Wang, you must calm down, otherwise it would be terrible if you died here."

Luke spread his arms, and pure and powerful Qi rose from his body, suppressing the countless Yin spirits in the sky.

"call out!"

Feng Shayan recovered somewhat and jumped down from the stands, determined to stand with him against the common enemy.

"Brother Luke, I'm here."

As her cousin, Lu Linglong naturally wouldn't just stand by and watch. She also jumped down from the stands. Although she had just finished her match and was quite exhausted, it didn't stop her from coming out to support Luke.

My cousin came, and of course, my cousin Zhuge Qing also came. Even Zhuge Bai, who is usually timid, forced himself to come down with me despite his fear.

Zhuge Qing agreed to step down not only because of his feelings for Luke, but more importantly because he knew that he now represented the Zhuge family, and that by standing up, he meant that the Zhuge family supported Luke.

Others may fear the Ten Elders, but the Zhuge family is not. You must know that the Zhuge family is not only a family of extraordinary people, but also has members who cannot cultivate Qi. Based on the Zhuge family's inherited intelligence, there are many who go into politics and business, and quite a few of them hold high positions. Moreover, they have produced many national-level scientists. Others may fear the Ten Elders and the Wang family, but the Zhuge family is not afraid.